“Stockholder,” a Rumpus Original Poem by Rebecca Wolff

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Stockholder

This view of the mountain puts me in mind
of another view, of a different mountain.

Recollection, the cement plant, voyage
alone in the misty isles

off the coast of Scotland, an error.
The solitude,

gratuitous.

This view of the mountain put me in mind
of a different view, another mountain. I rose up its side

a shade up a glade

a glen in a vale

mist in a fog

descent all but

forgotten.

That was ten years ago.
That was ages

behind us

in front of us now
a spectacle

The mountain!
A different mountain.

How can I buy

a piece of it.

Read The Rumpus Review of The King, and an interview with Rebecca Wolff.


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